2 [1-2] Snowman (1/2)

The lights are beginning to fade and the night view is visible from the office window.

There is only one person in the office with a lot of desks and computers.

Or perhaps I should call it ”what used to be a person. For Chojiro Sato, who was working late at night in the office alone, has just died.

His body, propped up on a desk with his back arched, was of medium height and of a worn-out appearance. A single spotlight shines on his shaggy head, which he used to trim with clippers when it grew too long to go to the barber. On the computer display was a presentation that he had just finished making.

Behind him stood Chojiro.

I couldn't grasp the situation. I'm definitely standing, but I'm also sitting here.

I'm sure I'm standing, but I'm also sitting here. ”...... is that astral projection?　I mean, am I dead?

”Yes, you are.

I heard a voice close by.

I suddenly realized that there was someone standing beside Chojiro.

It was a tall, muscular old man, about two meters tall. He is dressed like an ancient Roman toga and has a beard like a rough rope. It was an existence that could only be described as 'The God'.

It didn't seem particularly solemn, though, because it was so conventionally shaped and I was standing in an office late at night. Choujiro thought that it was the fact that he was standing on his throne at the far end of the chalk temple that made him a god.

You're trespassing. ...... What's the security company doing?

You don't seem surprised. He's a man with a point of view.

The sharp eyes of the presumed god looked at Chojiro and smiled just a little.

Who are you? You're not a god, are you?

'Yes. But I am not a god of Earth. I am the ruler of another world, not far from Earth.

With these words, the presumed god rises to the self-proclaimed god.

”Your life has already expired. But if you wish, I can reincarnate you into my world and give you a second life.

”I see. What's in it for me and what's in it for you?

Choujiro believes that no matter how many gods there are, they will never do good deeds for free.

In addition, if he is from another world, as the self-proclaimed god says, then he has no reason or connection to the human race on earth.

The self-proclaimed god nodded as if he had anticipated Chojiro's words, and then responded.

I am in need of power. I seek the souls of heroes who fight against the forces of darkness.

The souls that I call forth from the earth can carry blessings that are stronger than a man can bear, and thus become a great power.

You are promised the honor of being a warrior with divine protection.

”Do I get cheats or something like that?

”First of all, I give you the blessing of fortune for a happy life. Enjoy your life in peace until the time to fight comes.

Then, if necessary, I will bestow more blessings. A life as a god-blessed hero beyond human understanding awaits you. You will be the hope of your people, and you will have wealth and honor.

”I see.

I felt it was not a bad story.

I'm not proud of it, but Chojiro's life has been a straight line of bad luck. If God himself were to bestow good fortune upon him, he wouldn't die in such a boring way as working overtime in an office late at night and dying of exhaustion.

And in some cases, you might even get some more cheat blessings and live as a hero. It's scary to fight, but if God himself gives you a blessing, you can handle it. You can run away from the impossible fight.

What will happen if I refuse this offer? Will I go to the heaven of a religion I don't believe in, or will I be reborn on the dark earth again, or will I return to nothingness? ......

Either way, I had no desire to return to earth.

I'll take your word for it.

As soon as he answered, Chojiro's vision was filled with light.

What kind of luck is this?

What kind of luck is this, ......?

Perhaps it was because his memories had suddenly come back to him, but he felt as if the living hell he had suffered as Rene and the overworked death as Chojiro had both happened only yesterday.

I'm sure you'll be able to understand that I'm not the only one who has a problem with this.

After I said it, I realized that it was strange that I could speak.

Now Rene's body and neck have been cut off, and he should be dead by now.

Suddenly, I realized that time had stopped in the area.

I don't know if time has really stopped, but that's the only way I can describe it. Not a single sound could be heard, people were rigid in unreasonable postures, even snowflakes in the process of falling and jumping children were still in the air.

--What the heck is this ......?

As I was wondering what had happened, a voice suddenly called out to me.

”Good day, reincarnator.

Without warning, there was something next to Rene.

It was a woman's voice. It was sitting on the edge of the execution table, looking back into René's neck.

Her hair was tied up in a wet feather-black bun, she wore black-rimmed glasses, a black striped suit, a tight skirt, black tights, and even her high heels were black.

In contrast to her attire, her skin was lifelessly white, and her eyes were the color of dark matter that absorbed all light, rather than black.

His appearance was completely different, but the way he appeared was familiar to me.

”Are you an acquaintance of God or something?

”A god is a god, but he's an evil god. I hope you don't mind.

”What about ......?

René was taken aback by this simple statement.

Even children are taught in church and know the general framework of mythology.

He (as well as she) is the one who is in the middle, the one who existed alone in an empty universe long ago.

He (also she) shared himself and created all the opposites of existence: heaven and earth, heat and cold, life and death.

And the last of the Moderator's creations were the two pillars of the Great God and the Evil God.

The Great God (whose name should not be called without reason) created humans, elves, dwarves, and other races, followed by birds, beasts, fish, plants, and everything else that lives in this world.

But the evil gods did not like it. In order to threaten the world, he distorted the creatures created by the Great God to create demons, turned the dead into pawns as undead, and brought plagues and natural disasters to fight against them.

In this world, the great gods and the evil gods continue to fight even now. ......

And the career woman in front of me is the enemy of all living things. An evil god.

”Evil God ......?　So it's your fault that I'm in this mess?

Oh!　It's a good thing that the evil gods blame me for everything that goes wrong, but this is the only time it gets messy!

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However, the evil god looked up to the heavens in an exaggerated manner and lamented.

I can't honestly intervene to that extent. I can only give blessings and oracles or cause natural disasters. Neither I nor that rotten bastard.

I can give orders to the Demon Lord's army by oracle, but I can't give such detailed orders, and after all, the Demon Lord's army doesn't have the capacity to do such things now.

So this is something I have absolutely no control over. Please listen to me calmly.

The self-proclaimed Evil God speaks up a little too quickly.

At the very least, his tone of voice was serious enough for the scary sound of ”evil god”, and I could sense that he wanted to talk calmly without offending Rene.

”What's this ...... evil god?　What can I do for you, ......?

At first, he believed that the woman in front of him was an evil god.

The woman was dressed in a way that made her look less like an evil god, but I could only assume that some kind of inhuman force was at work in this situation. After all, Rene's head had separated from his body, yet he was still able to talk normally.

”I've come to recruit you today.

The evil god said this with a sales smile that seemed to be difficult to follow.

I'm sure you'll understand.

I'm sure you'll be able to understand why I'm here.

”Oh, 'luck'? ......

I'm not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing, but it's a good thing.

It doesn't work very well in a situation where a lot of people are trying to kill you at all costs.